“Mommy lets see that tushie that I painted.” I growled as I cut the air with the hanger once again.With her trembling free hand mom reached behind...her. She grasped both articles of clothing in her fingers and finger walked them up her blazing posterior. Her legs buckled with each fraction of an inch she pulled the normally soft silky fabric across her burning rump.I was having the worst case of blue ball that I ever had in my life as I followed my mom up the stairs. The entire back panel of her. "When I left he looked as if it would be a hard time waiting for me to get back.Since my slaves appointment with the tattoo and piercing shop wasn't until tomorrow we decided to stop by a local resturant for lunch before proceeding home."No please MASTER don't make me go in there dressed like this. This is where I always bring others to lunch. It will be so humilating." Well slave one thing you will have to learn is I don't give a damn what your feeling are."And we led him into the resturant. I. Alex was still oblivious to Kevin’s presence and she kept on satisfying her own needs; while one hand squeezed and rubbed her breasts, the other played with her clit and pussy. When she felt she was wet enough, she spread her inflamed lips wide giving Kevin a perfect view of her pussy, then she placed one finger at the entrance of her most intimate region and pressed inward; she had made herself come many times, but she had never put anything inside her pussy. It felt great as her finger found. Please baby, give it to me, slide your tip into my pussy, I say. I want your throbbing cock in me, feeling me inside, pulsing, please baby, fuck me I say. Good girl, you say as you insert the tip of your cock into me. I feel it pushing into my tight pussy, lips closing around it feel the warmth as you enter into me. You’re so hard, spreading my pussy with your cock, deeper inside you push. You grab my hip as I try to move away and dig it in me, grinding it to the end of the shaft. I feel you.